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Last night, I posted an email that Chris Allbritton, an American reporter based in Beirut, had sent to National Review Online in early October. In it, Allbritton called W. Thomas Smith Jr., who has been posting stories from Lebanon for NRO, a “liar.” This was one of many red flags NRO received about Smith’s work, but kept publishing him nonetheless.
Now Jonathan Schwarz at Mother Jones writes about his own curious experience with NRO’s online editor Kathryn Jean Lopez, who was very, very slow to address the obvious problems with Smith’s work.
Meanwhile, The New Republic has published a long story confirming what has been obvious for a long time: the columns of “Baghdad Diarist” Scott Thomas Beauchamp contained large amounts of crap.
More from Ken Silverstein:
Perspective — October 23, 2013, 8:00 am
How pro-oil Louisiana politicians have shaped American environmental policy
Postcard — October 16, 2013, 8:00 am
A trip to one of the properties at issue in Louisiana’s oil-pollution lawsuits
Chance that an American would give up at least one week of life to avoid taking a pill every day:
Iowa urologists reported that only a minor portion of locker-room teasing arises from “the presence of excess foreskin”; most teasing targets small penises.
A pair of Russian film directors asked President Vladimir Putin to invest $18 million in a new restaurant chain intended to drive McDonald’s out of the Russian market. “Every project these days,” a Russian television personality said of the proposal, “must be smothered in patriotic sauce.”
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“Shelby is waiting for something. He himself does not know what it is. When it comes he will either go back into the world from which he came, or sink out of sight in the morass of alcoholism or despair that has engulfed other vagrants.”